Being a fan of the feeling substances have on the body (sometimes pairing it with sexual things to heighten that feel), I have gone in to figure out different things as to why we are wired how we are and what is different. In the searching I came across something called "grounding." It is said that this motion of a nonphysical thought to reality manifestation, takes energy to do it, regardless of desire, positive willed, negative willed, or any case of bringing the mind into the sensual reality we experience in our daily living (awakened hours). It has also been researched that walking barefoot on grass or natural ground (not blacktop or other man-made objects) can restore energy that might not be seen as missing. Which is understandable when there is a gradual change, things might not be noticed as easily. And with any gradual change, once it gets to a certain overpowering level (the snowball effect), it is brought to the attention of our minds examination and observation.

Grounding has shown that it can change the structure of the physical back to a nondestructive state of balance. So if you guessed it already, going out to a mud hole, covering your body in mud, and being in that spot, greatly increases energy, health, and other benefits that are hard to trace with today's scientific methods.

Alternative have begun popping up where the ionic energy field of grounding, is offered in hotels where you can stay in grounding rooms. Other groups, like some musical orchestra's for example, do this during recordings and performances, placing grounding mats for each persons feet to rest on while conducting a musical flow.

It is all very interesting to see the alternative things becoming medically and scientifically proven to work as of recent. It is great to see some technologies have caught up to confirm things that have been discussed since 400 BCE and handed through generations verbally or encoded within the DNA structures.

Some of this is off topic of this forum, but hey, if you are ever out at a mud hole and someone spots you where you get embarrassed, you can give a greater explanation and might get them to join in.

I can vouch that when I get sick for days the one thing that seems to cure me is saying "fuck it" and going for a walk in the woods and getting covered in mud. I don't know why this is, but every single time I find the illness leaves me within 12 hours. Perhaps it is coincidence or perhaps it is that my energy fields are properly realigned when I do it. I just know it seems to work time after time.

I totally agree theres something very organic and comforting about letting go and being consumed by a natural substance. I feel the same in mud as a natural body of water...

It's fun, sensual but also rejuvenating!

I agree with Lisa. Unfortunately it's very rare that I get to go in deep mud, but there was a time that my local river all but dried up and left a swathe of 6ft deep WONDERFUL mud for a couple of days. I went for a mudlark and sank right to my neck in the slop. There was an overwhelming sense of peace and being true to myself and being natural throughout the experience, as well as the sheer excitement of wading in such deep mud!! It left me on a massive high for days afterwards. Definitely beneficial for mind, body and soul!!

i wish i could abandon my stupid mental hangups and just embrace my love of mudding like you guys. i've got a great deal of difficulty "owning" this fetish it seems.

Mud is many things that I want to be when I'm turned on. Slimy, gooey, wet, creamy. I think that's part of the reason it's always been my primary connection when it comes to WAM.

It was first thing I dreamed about when it came to sex. When I was in sixth grade and had my first daydream about making love/having sex with a guy (which at that age, they're one and the same) consisted of me entering the mire before he joined me and then we "united." The intersection between a mud pit (not just a little shallow puddle) and sex never completely got severed even into adulthood. Now, with my husband, there have been a few times when I've requested that he call me "mud" while in the bedroom. It's not about degregation, or humiliation, however (despite what one guy who only understood WAM from a guys perspective of is ON me, not part of me) but about being a PART of the earth.

I think this imagining/"becoming" part of the mud is one of the reasons why I adore watching a hardened member enter the mud (and or other thick substances). It is like it's penetrating a person to me in that moment.

I know I have three different stories that I'm working on (that are still a long way from being posted) and all of them either have the woman as a representation of the Earth/Earth Goddess or a man that has been trapped in some sort of muddy limbo until they are released through the woman entering the mire to make love to him (one is a "Beauty and the Beast" style story).

There's a lot of articles on this. Here's one:

http://chriskresser.com/dirt-a-paleo-superfood